Invisible ink
Blank pages are blank, though mine aren’t.
I’m writing with invisible ink,
I’m not an open book
as everyone might think.
People, they read me without seeing letters.
They scratch over me
because they think there’s nothing to see.
But I’m here, unnoticed.
I’m here to see for people
who see through the vague,
the ones that aren’t fake.
I’ll wait here until
you’ll come to get the light,
to make me shine bright and
read all my pages.
In hope, you won’t think
this is outrageous
or that I’m out of my mind.
Because I’m here for you to find,
in all these blank pages.
- Lelie van Haagen